Lara Glenum
The Hounds of No

Lara Glenum Lara Glenum was raised in the gothic South. She studied for her M.A. in English at the University of Chicago and received her M.F.A. in Creative Writing from The University of Virginia, where she was a Hoyns Teaching Fellow. In 2000, she received a Fulbright to Prague to translate 20th C. Czech poetry. She continues to collaborate on translations of Czech avant-garde poets with her husband, Josef Horá?ek. At present, she teaches among the kudzu vines at The University of Georgia, where she is a Ph.D. candidate specializing in Modernism and the Historical Avant-Garde, post-modern aesthetics, and theories of the sublime and the grotesque. She has recently served as an associate editor of Verse magazine. Her poetry has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize and has appeared in Conjunctions, New American Writing, Denver Quarterly, Fence, American Letters & Commentary, and elsewhere.

Author photo © Josef Horacek

Manifesto of the Anti-Real

1. Art is neither a form of consolation nor a butler to hegemonies. Even in its most discreet moments, art explodes.

2. The Anti-Real does not deny the Real.* The Anti-Real knows that everything is in annihilation in the Sublime. The Anti-Real is that which seeks to manifest itself through the secret side-door to the Sublime rather than through the mock world of realism.

3. Realism is the bordello of those who would have their perceptions affirmed rather than dilated. When the door of fascism is opened, Realism will be seen lounging like a whore in its inner sanctum.

4. The Apocalypse is a way of thinking. Only the Apocalyptic clock announces from atop the grotesque pile of refuse, 'The Kingdom of Heaven is now.'

5. Irony is not a device. It is a state of being.

6. To be Anti-Real is not to be Surreal. The achievement of Surrealism lies in displacing correspondences, in the poem not arriving. In the Anti-Real, all assumptions are disabled, too, with one difference: the Anti-Real displaces causal logic with a totalizing logic of violence.

7. ‘Defile! Defile!’ shriek the Obliterati as they vandalize the museum of language.

8. Sentimentality is a form of exploitation, a connivance with official lies. Hang sentimentality on the gallows of Emergency.

*Even though the Real does not exist

Blog (find Lara Glenum's poems on the web):

http://www.houndsofno.blogspot.com

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